Just remember there's a reason, that's the way it has to be Chorus: Now don't you believe him, just take this advice And don't look for rainbows in a fool
(richie furay/jim messina/rusty young/timothy b. schmit/george grantham) Intrumental
ground But they never see me when she's around When I'm standing on shaky ground (on shaky ground), afraid to look down At the footsteps of a fool (footsteps of a fool
(rusty young) Instrumental
Baby, you can see that it's a lie What he said to you Made you sad, kind of made me glad 'Cause I got the same from you I ain't your fool, you'd better
You fooled me again Fooled me again With your Honest honest honest eyes Again fooled me again With your dirty mouth Full of honest lies Uh oh Again oh when you fooled
with the part of me that talks I introduce myself as Frank From New York, New York She's so hot and she's so cool I'm not, I'm just a fool in love With
Piano Intro: Oh, oh Vrs1: Wasn't it you who left when I needed you? Wasn't it you who kept thinking I would be the fool? Then I heard over you, So, bad
bitches Oh, I know you can I know you that's why we gonna do it Daz on the beat Hey Daz, nigga stop fuckin' around with the piano nigga Just drop that
behind the bar about the jukebox And the music takes me back to Tennessee When they ask who's the fool in the corner crying I say little ole wine drinker me [ piano
doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano Man, play how ya like Just act a fool
There's no such thing as too much school Not to mention lean taught me how to play the piano and then Every summer I was out in South Ben Grand pops
fooled He don't know that I still love him for I don't let my hurt show through Just because I'm always smiling he thinks I'm happy I've got him fooled [ piano
, damn fools, Stak hard on ya too We ain't gone play with this shit, same label and shit Like brothers, different mothers, but we twins in this shit Like piano
cause radio wit wimp bitch men I'mma fuck you snuff heads up Soft niggas get the gay channel When I slap an R and B thug off his mothafuckin' piano DJ
the street, sirens and violens silence Muthafuckas play for keeps, violens and diamonds on my grand piano Turn the channel, lemme see that, gimme that back Muthafucka fool
Words & music: billy joel ** chantal often played this song while touring for under these rocks & stones. a hit in the late 70's for piano man billy
goodbye to, except you, piano You're not listening anyway You're not even try to but here's one for you, piano Seems like it always comes down to me, spinning my piano